No, this isn’t about the obvious. It’s about the ongoing
debate over whether XX's could ever, in our wildest dreams, be as funny
as XY's. Like, do we lack the necessary equipment? Are the two somehow
related? Is the funny bone connected to that bone?
Maybe it’s being around people and parties over the Holidays
and hearing women, when they do struggle to burp out a joke, caveat it more
times than not with the inevitable “Well I’m not very funny...” Maybe it’s in
homage to the late Christopher Hitchens, who wrote the often-misinterpreted “Why
Women Aren’t Funny” provocation in the January 2007 issue of Vanity Fair. Maybe it’s because when I walked out of
Bridesmaids last summer I said to myself “that was as funny as a guy movie.” (I
am embarrassed to admit it, but I was skeptical that a movie about a female wedding party could run in the same circles as a bachelor party. Shame on me.)
Or maybe I’m just ready for a little LOL.
Because it appears that, contrary to popular belief, science
is proving that men are only SLIGHTLY funnier than women.
The study, conducted by Dr. Laura “Giggles” Mickes (okay, I’m kidding about the “Giggles” part) at the University of California, San Diego, featured a whopping 32 undergraduate men and women. After writing cartoon captions, additional men and women were brought in from the outside to score the overall “funniness” of the captions and then attribute them to either a male or female author. The bottom line: men did score “slightly funnier” overall, but both men and women assumed that the funniest captions were written by men and the lame ones written by women. Not the case. And, no surprise to my cocktail party friends mentioned above, women rated their funny bones much lower, giving themselves a score of 1.5 out of 5 versus men, who gave themselves a score of 2.3.
The study, conducted by Dr. Laura “Giggles” Mickes (okay, I’m kidding about the “Giggles” part) at the University of California, San Diego, featured a whopping 32 undergraduate men and women. After writing cartoon captions, additional men and women were brought in from the outside to score the overall “funniness” of the captions and then attribute them to either a male or female author. The bottom line: men did score “slightly funnier” overall, but both men and women assumed that the funniest captions were written by men and the lame ones written by women. Not the case. And, no surprise to my cocktail party friends mentioned above, women rated their funny bones much lower, giving themselves a score of 1.5 out of 5 versus men, who gave themselves a score of 2.3.
Seriously? So this "comprehensive" study proves we can make funny like the boys. Of course this was not news to funny XX's
like Lucille Ball, Carol Burnett, Mae West, Mary Tyler Moore, even Marilyn
Monroe. I call her out because I know she regularly fought her funny
girl image as she wanted to be seen as a “serious” actress.
In fact, it was
Marilyn’s story that came to mind when my goddaughter came to me feeling very
disappointed a while back. Seems that after being cast as Eeyore in Winnie the Pooh and the
Genie in Aladdin, she landed the role of Miss Hannigan in Annie. She thought having the title role meant having the best role. I had to
explain to her that the comedy roles were better and much harder. My logic worked; she rocked it as Miss Hannigan, no
parental bias of course. Suffice it to say, Carol Burnett would have been proud.
Fortunately you don't need a "study" to find real proof. I believe the greatest gift to funny girls is Saturday
Night Live. From Gilda Radner and Jane Curtain to Tina Fey and Amy Pohler, to
Kristin Wiig and Maya Rudolph, these ladies aren’t me-toos, they’re kicking male
counterpart butts outright. They've taught us that we’re no longer making funny like the boys, we’re making funny,
girl-style. Agree or disagree but I laughed out loud at least four times in
Bridesmaids (including once that reduced me to tears), and only twice in
Hangover 2. Okay, the first Hangover rocked it, but I'd put Bridesmaids right up there.
This topic has a lot of mileage, I know that. From The New York
Times to The Huffington Post, most conclude that men only THINK they are
funnier than women, and women tend to reinforce it. But like the late Mr. Hitchins, I think what boys have that girls don’t is confidence. From
what I see, looks like us XX’s need to tap into some of that joke juice. Because
before we can convince the world that we’re as funny as men, we need to believe it
ourselves. And once we do that, watch out mathematicians, because that stereotype ain't working for us, either.
I think perhaps this has something to do with how we're socialised and also how we learn to adapt to survive and to attract mates. As a guy, you have to learn pretty quickly that you need to be pretty quick - either with your fists or your wit - or else you spend your formative years in dustbins, or hanging from coat hooks. The next part of the lesson is that being quick with your fists can land you in more and more trouble the older you get and so it becomes necessary to sharpen your tongue and lean on that wit thing I mentioned. So that's how you learn to survive around other guys, but while you're doing that you reach a certain stage in your development where you become interrested in girls and you realise that they have no interest in you. So then you try to impress them. Like a fool, you think they'll be impressed by the things that impress you - "look how strong I am", "look how high I can jump", "look at this scab", "behold my ability to burp!"...and "look how fast my fists are". It becomes apparent after a while that to all of these, girls/women react with either dersion and scorn, or with laughter - and sometimes when the laughter is not entirely devoid of mirth. Bingo! Lesson learnt. When I'm funny girls like me more and as an added bonus guys sometimes hit me less and instead ask me how to get on with girls. That's being a guy in a nutshell.
ReplyDeleteMy observations for the fairer sex will no doubt be less insightful, but here goes. Women grow up being taught to value their beauty and get rewarded by society when they play to their 'femine stregnths'. They don't become popular with their peers, folks, or with boys, by burping the alphbet, punching their friends in the arm or doing impersonations of chimps or the mentally challenged. They become popular by attracting boys - who turn out to be total suckers for the tinkling chimes of a woman's laughter.
That's my two cents worth.
James